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Boots/C.C./ Snake & Remus
Very mysterious box set collection that bundles three enigmatic, modern private press LPs that slipped out under cover of a bunch of record collectors enormously swollen bellies in tiny runs sometime in the past few years.Rumour has it that it's the same nomadic tribe that were responsible for the Jim Collins Music From The High Mass and Terry Rovji LPs that got a bunch of connoisseurs of the more lonesome/dislocated desert hermit school of basement DIY satori pretty excited.And much of the material here follows in the same vein, with side-long narcotically damaged acoustic guitar/vocal performances that navigate personal modes of revelation with alla the slow-burning narcotic haze of the early Jandek records, with a touch of Peter Laughner (circa "Cinderella Backstreet"), Leonard Cohen at his most Biblical and prophetic and solo Roky Erickson.But there's also a ton of other: compositions for electronics and percussion that match avant garde smarts with primitive tape logic and machine sounds that are almost "Bat Stew" in their rudimentary chaos, aleatoric percussive jaunts that skirt form so completely they could almost be NNCK, eerie, dead man piano and subdued field recordings that cross the kind of hallucinatory landscapes that Christoph Heemann assembled across the space of solo titles like Days Of The Eclipse with the nagging feeling that you're somehow privy to the slow tick-tock of broken down brains locked in paralysing thousand-mile embraces somewhere in the last blue sky gasps of nowhere USA.
Housed in a black coffin-style box with a picture of a corpse on the cover, individually-stamped jackets and nada in terms of information, this is exactly the kind of high, lonesome sound that keeps you combing the used bins, set sale lists and backwoods stores in search of the kinda gods-honest blues that would transcend any notions of technique, entertainment or presentation and all the other dud-ends that prevent humans speaking to humans openly and according to their own terms. Highly recommended. from volcanic tongue
These three LPs were originally privately pressed by the artist(s) in minuscule editions sometime in this new century. It appears that very few copies were circulated outside a close circle of acquaintances and it was only by chance/luck that they found their way to us.
Each LP contained no information whatsoever, the only hint was the name stamped on the plain white jacket. Clouding matters even further was the fact that each of the three albums bore a different moniker.Musically the LPs share a consistent solitary vision, one that treads an inward-looking path that leads to far-reaching psychedelic excursions.
"Boots" is a prime example of the range of these albums. Side one features five tracks of acoustic guitar and raw vocal accompaniment heavy on the loner vibes. The flip changes directions entirely, offering a wild ride of percussion and electronics.
Likewise, "C.C - Live at Rainbows End" follows a similar course, although the mood is somewhat less solemn (though no less introspective) on the tracks featuring voice and guitar. The counterpoint here is the near side-long track of barely audible field recordings from an unrecognizable location."Snake & Remus - No Tape Outside" is a continuation of sound and thought. Interchangeably piano, electronics and percussion supplement the songwriter, adding a haunting layer to the already subdued mood. The final side contains instrumental passages of processed guitar strum that weave delicate waves.The LPs are presented in a box, its own cryptic coffin perhaps, with individual stamped jackets consistent with the original LPs. As it says, "It's just a box man". from HP Cycle.
This set is still in print and limited copies are available from Time-Lag, Eclipse and Fusetron
If you like it be sure to order a copy
Thanks to HP Cycle for releasing the box
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Boots/C.C./ Snake & Remus
